People are among the Eight Immortals, starting from Painted Skin Ghost

Chapter 25 The Ancestor Gifted the Treasure, the Pilan Scarf
"Brother Dao, who is this Xiaodao?"

"Do you know each other?"

Patriarch Wang Chan looked at Han Xiangzi who was above the clouds, and said with a puzzled expression.

"I don't know, I think it's a child of the Immortal Mansion..."

Patriarch Wang Ao shook his head and guessed.

"From his appearance, he should come to Yunmeng Mountain. Could it be because of the soul boy?"

Ancestor Wang Chan narrowed his eyes, showing a hint of wisdom, and said in surprise.

"not necessarily."

Ancestor Wang Ao has a different view.

"Let's go and see, don't you know?"

……

But said.

When Han Xiangzi came to this place, he saw that there were many mountains below, towering green mountains, waterfalls and silver, and knew that it was Yunmeng Mountain.

At that moment, he pressed the cloud head, and it landed on a mountain below.

Looking around, this Yunmeng Mountain has a unique scenery, strange rocks and convex rocks, uncanny craftsmanship, and full of aura, it is a good place to practice Taoism.

While watching.

Suddenly there was a cheerful laughter from behind, like green pines and green cypresses:
"Salvation of the Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable."

"The old Tao is the ancestor Wang Ao of Yunmeng Mountain. I don't know where the small Tao came from?"

I saw that Patriarch Wang Ao and Patriarch Wang Chan walked together covered in clouds and mist, and asked Han Xiangzi with a smile.

"The poor Daoist Zhong Nanshan Han Xiangzi, pay homage to the two Taoist priests."

Han Xiangzi's heart trembled when he heard the words, he turned around and stepped forward to appease the leader.

Intuition told him that the ancestor Wang Ao in front of him had a higher level of cultivation than Brother Zeng Dao.

As for the Taoist who was wearing a soap-gauze robe behind him, he should have entered the realm of the flower soon.

But I don't know who it is?
"It turned out to be Fellow Daoist Han from Zhongnan Mountain."

"I don't know if Fellow Daoist Han Xiao came to Yunmeng Mountain to practice in Jielu, or if he has something to do?"

Patriarch Wang Ao and Patriarch Wang Chan looked at each other, and they both saw the extraordinaryness of Han Xiangzi.

This Han Xiangzi looked like he was only weak, but his mana was concentrated, his eyes were clear, and his cultivation was at the top of the clouds.

Looking at the Taoist sects in the world, it is rare to see such a talented junior in hundreds of years.

"Returning to the ancestors, the poor Taoist came to Yunmeng Mountain in response to Brother Zeng's request, and came here to visit you, and by the way, visit the Dansheng in the Baiyun Cave."

"Of course, we will go to Qizhou in the future to bring to justice the three-headed fox demon who stole the elixir and the book from Baiyun Cave!"

Han Xiangzi didn't hide anything, he spoke the truth.

"So it was Daoist Baixu who asked you to come. Since Xiaodao Han is familiar with Daoist Baixu, there is no need to call the old Taoist ancestor, just call him brother."

Patriarch Wang Ao's attitude suddenly became friendly, and he smiled with Han Xiangzi.

"Isn't this presumptuous?"

"It's okay."

"By the way, let me introduce you to Fellow Daoist Han. This is an old Taoist brother, Patriarch Wang Chan from Shuanglong Mountain. Just call him Daoist Brother."

Patriarch Wang Ao turned his head and pointed to Patriarch Wang Chan beside him and said.

"I met Daoist Wang Chan."

Han Xiangzi saluted.

"Fellow Daoist Han, don't be polite."

Patriarch Wang Chan is easy-going, he said with a smile.

The three exchanged pleasantries for a while, and then Patriarch Wang Ao invited Han Xiangzi to sit in his Water Curtain Cave.

Being able to discuss the Dao with the two masters was something Han Xiangzi could not wish for, so naturally he went happily.

……

The water waterfall is like a curtain, and the cold is divided into green peaks.

In the cave, on a stone table, there are melons, fruits and Qiong Niang, which was used by the ancestor Wang Ao to entertain Han Xiangzi.

"They are all from the mountains, so don't dislike them, Fellow Daoist Han."

Patriarch Wang Ao pushed the melons, fruits and peaches on the table to Han Xiangzi, and said politely.

Ancestor Wang Ao has been bigu for many years, and he knows the art of eating purple air in the morning and drinking liquid juice in the moon.

It is rare to light a fire to cook.

Han Xiangzi picked up the rosy peaches casually, ate them with salivation, and said nonchalantly:
"Brother Wang Ao, you are joking. I am a cultivator, and I am not the son of princes and nobles. Why eat those delicacies?"

"Before leaving, Brother Zeng gave Pindao some Hundred Flowers Immortal Tea. I saw Brother Wang Ao for the first time today, so I should treat it as a greeting."

The words fall.

Han Xiangzi wiped his Taoist robe on the table, and a small handful of exquisitely packaged Hundred Flowers Immortal Tea appeared.

As soon as it was taken out, a light fragrance and elegant smell filled the whole hole, making people jump for joy involuntarily.

Patriarch Wang Chan moved the tip of her nose, took a sip of tea, and her face was full of intoxication:

"Fellow Daoist Han is really generous. It seems that such a rare thing, even the old Daoist didn't have it, but you gave it to Brother Daoist."

Ancestor Wang Ao also knew that this Hundred Flowers Immortal Tea was not something special, so he was a little surprised, and immediately persuaded:
"Fellow Daoist Han, this Hundred Flowers Immortal Tea is so precious, the old Taoist dare not accept it, you should take it back."

Han Xiangzi said sincerely:

"Brother Wang Ao, what did you say? Since the poor Taoist is visiting you, how could he not be sincere?"

"Brother Dao, let's accept it. In the future, if the poor Taoist travels around Qizhou, he may have to rely on Brother Dao for help."

Hearing this, the ancestor Wang Ao knew that it was not appropriate to accept it, so he smiled kindly:
"The old man will not be polite."

"However, the old Daoist also has a gift to give to fellow Daoist Han."

Patriarch Wang Ao then changed the subject and raised his palm in the air, and then he saw a flash of mysterious light and purple energy rising.

An indigo square scarf about half a foot long fell into his hands.

"This is the Pilan Scarf. It is a wishful treasure. It can be made as big as the sky, covering thousands of miles, and can bear the weight of a thousand weights. It can also be used to travel on roads, chasing the wind and the moon. I will give it to Fellow Daoist Han today. I also hope that Fellow Daoist Han will not refuse."

"It's disrespectful to be poor."

Han Xiangzi's eyes are sharp, and he can see that this treasure is extraordinary.

Since Patriarch Wang Ao wanted to give it to himself, he couldn't refuse it, so he happily accepted it.
Soon.

The three of them chatted about Dan Sheng.

"Fellow Daoist Han, would you like to find some time to visit the soul boy with Brother Dao?"

When it came to this matter, Patriarch Wang Chan was still very interested, he looked at Han Xiangzi and asked.

"Naturally." Han Xiangzi smiled.

When he was leaving, Taoist Baibeard also told him to visit Dansheng.

"By the way, Pindao will go to Qizhou after staying in Yunmeng Mountain for a few days. I wonder how much Brother Wang Ao knows about the three fox demons who stole the elixir and the book from Baiyun Cave?"

Speaking of this, Han Xiangzi asked the ancestor Wang Ao about the three fox demons.

He has practiced in Yunmeng Mountain for many years, so there is no reason why he should not know about this matter.

Even if he didn't know, Brother Zeng probably mentioned it to him.

"Ok?"

"Why haven't you heard Brother Dao talk about this?"

Ancestor Wang Chan frowned slightly.

This Patriarch Wang Chan always likes to be lively, and also likes to listen to gossip, and wants to compete with others in everything, otherwise he would not have trained Dou Yihu and Qin Han in the future.

"Would the old Taoist know how to talk about losing face?"

Patriarch Wang Ao shook his beard and gave Patriarch Wang Chan a white look.

Patriarch Wang Chan suddenly fell silent.

Patriarch Wang Ao's face darkened, and he said with a wry smile:
"Speaking of which, it is the negligence of the old Taoist. If it were not the case, those three daring demon foxes would not have stolen the elixir book in Baiyun Cave."

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